Luyện nghe bài hát No More

Yeah,

I got the brown bag of money
I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore
I will never hustle no more but I will never say no more
I got my mind, nah

I got the brown bag full of
I got the work goin' to and I swore that
I will never hustle no more but I will say that no more
I got my mind, right right

The hot as the rock expands
It's the paper chasin' man on the clock like
like teeth, get money like heat
Cliff Hukstable keep it comin' like

Gotta make last forever for or for better
Gotta make it past the devil so I got several
And everybody plays, the fool Aaron Nevelle
But I just to win holler back like heavy metal

Smellin' pedals from a rose so they ***
My breads bagels and legos
I rose they froze, trust me for the pesos
I'm an A hole AK

Think face blow and I'm talkin' money by the case loads
Gun off safety, I'm in mode
I will hold until the case closed
bag ***

I got the brown bag of money
I got the work goin' to Florida and I that
I will never hustle no but I will never say that no more
I got my mind, nah

I got the bag full of money
I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore
I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no
I got my mind, right right

Young new ain't no turnin' me back
Had the rubber band stacks in the king sack
And I ain't never back, sike I love the life
Standin' under the lights tryin' to get off that white

At a price nah, I ain't tryin' to bargain wit you
You *** well, I guess they gonna be starvin' wit you
I got 2 jobs, I and I cop ***
Like like son well, I was adopted

I told the Birdman, stunna give me a
And I even wanna tell you what I did with my advance
'Cause I'm only a man, I had to my fam'
Takin' hood *** and copped about 24 grams

Man, I guess it is it is, it was what it was
the rap game, I was sellin' drugs
Either way I'm six before my first record
stunt y'all, don't respect my my work habits, I'm a hustla

I got the brown bag full of
I got the work goin' to Florida and I that
I will never no more but I will never say that no more
I got my mind, nah

I got the brown bag of money
I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore
I will never hustle no more but I will say that no more
I got my mind, right money

From an to a quarter, from a half to a brick
From an 0 to the ozies, that how I'm hood
And murder was the case got me lot of clips
Stunna hollerin' Birdman, *** right in this ***

Third world throw the you up, I'm rollin' in the
With money on my mind, gotta hustla and to lift
Them rise dealin' me and youngin' on some ***
Breaking bread, choppin' millions 'cause a *** ***

Told as a youngin' how to with the chopper
If on your block for the money I'ma pop ya
*** wanna hate but they wouldn't stop us
From ridin' fly now they *** out jockin'

We stunnin' ya hating **, stunna is what made you **
I hear you *** but the Birdman raised you ***
Birdman got an army, got a navy
And Cash can't save ya

I got the brown bag full of
I got the goin' to Florida and I swore that
I never hustle no more but I will never say that no more
I got my mind, nah

I got the brown bag of money
I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore
I will never hustle no more but I never say that no more
I got my mind, money right